[Intro/Chorus: Madame D]
   Light is shinin.. beauty sunshine
   Here comes one-time.. the ball was so fine
   Heat is blazin.. the kids were playin
   His partner was shady.. tryin to slave the babies
  
   [Ghostface Killah]
   Aiyyo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in Brooklyn
   All this while he let the fiends cook it
   The baseheads stirred it up, plus they got to blow it up
   Dropped it off in the PJ's and they bigged it up
   Then one day, shit jumped off real crazy
   The middle of a bathroom they find an old lady
   No clothes, half of her tongue, ear missin
   The killer had to be mad smart, he wore mittens
   Even though her leg was bitten
   Crackheads point the finger at Detective Slick Morris Gittins
   Paleface cop who done popped the desk
   And got the chop on his neck from when he knocked Celeste
   It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block
   Some niggaz know him as the Godson of Gotti
   And his black partner, he was scared to speak
   He saw how they planted weapons on these kids in the street
   He saw like over fifty bodies in like fifty-two weeks
   He saw his colleague pick up money before leavin his beat
   They call him desk duty, Robocop
   Younger dudes call him Freddy Krugs from the way he walk on the block
  
   [Chorus]
  
   [Raekwon the Chef]
   Heard the disturbance out the window, oh shit they got my son
   Pulled over his Tempo, Brenda dropped the endo
   Had her little nephew with her yo she didn't care
   They always harassed her, until she blew the captain with a razor
   His partner turned red in his waist, Mase done smacked her
   with the walkie, yoked her then slammed her on her face
   He bugged on her like she was drugged, plugged one in her
   The fifth relaxed her like a big thug pistol whipped her
   Heard she was dusted, musta been the way they threw the cuffs on her
   She broke the shits, went and rushed the kid
   Wavin her hands, she had a half an axe, all in her tracks
   He grabbed her by the air, she broke his jaw it cracked
   More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the five
   Wildest niggaz just smilin cause it look live
   They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me (?)
   Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
  
   [Chorus]
  
   [GZA]
   You're just worms in the worst part of the apple that's rotten
   You squirm and you turn from the right, still plottin
   All slimy cause you stay grimy, petty crimey cat
   You sometime me, don't need to remind me about
   livin in the core, with the scramblers in front of the store
   The bum holdin the door, the mugging no one saw
   We played ball in the alley where dope was shot raw
   And the school they kept flawed, plus the lowest test scores
   Small percentage determined to strengthen they position
   Transformation from critical to, stable condition
   But it still be obstacles on niggaz that's optical
   Watchin you like salt-water sharks that's tropical
   The money was the root and it's the instinct to make it
   With they pockets and fridge naked, many aim to take it
   Whether - hold up, set up, stabbin or a wet up
   Just to know it was the kid next door fizzucked your head up
   Once he fell short, frequently visit the courts
   And for some, another way out, is music and sports
   That's why I, keep the rhyme just as fly as a shot
   that won the championship, with just oh on the clock
  
   [Chorus] - repeat 2X